43. LUCAS

“How do you know that?” I took a slow step forward, giving her time to move back, but she stood her ground. Stopping in front of her, I reached up and gripped her chin to tilt her head back. “I just know.” We stared at each other silently. I wasn’t sure who moved first. Maybe it was me who jerked her against me and captured her lips. The point was, Angel wasn’t pushing me away. I had been scared that she wouldn’t let me anywhere near her. It almost felt like she was mad at me. My hand slipped to the back of her neck as I deepened the kiss. Angel’s low moan made my stomach clench and my cock twitch. I forced her to move backward until the kiss was broken when she fell back onto the sofa. I hovered over her, my eyes lingering on her sexy legs and the shirt that had ridden up to the top of her thighs. Licking my lips, I leaned down to press my forehead against hers. “What do you want, little rabbit?” I questioned. “You,” she whispered. I captured her lips again as I pulled her